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letra de foreign - slim billions
(chorus)
pull up in a brand new foreign
drop top with the lambo doors
gotta benz but i need to hat porsche
got some bands but i need some more
they f-ck wit me now they woke
they was sleeping on me before
try to stunt on me now they broke
they ain’t sleeping on me no more
pull up in a brand new foreign
drop top with the lambo doors
gotta benz but i need to hat porsche
got some bands but i need some more
they f-ck wit me now they woke
they was sleeping on me before
try to stunt on me now they broke
they ain’t sleeping on me no more
(verse 1)
pull up in a brand new benz
(yea)
i got them racks i my pants
(yea)
b-tch i bet thatbe doin my dance
(yea )
i think i landed in france !
gucci down yea they know i’m the man
all these groupies on me you a fan
tell them b-tches go follow the gram
gettin rich bit was part of plan
break the bank yea gottem like dam!
got the coupe but i need that lamb
slim billi yea i run up them bands
count up the loot then i do it again !
drop the top then i hop in the wind
know they plottin they don’t want me to win
know i’m poppin i ain’t gotta pretend
been that n-gga ever since the beginning
(chorus)
pull up in a brand new foreign
drop top with the lambo doors
gotta benz but i need to hat porsche
got some bands but i need some more
they f-ck wit me now they woke
they was sleeping on me before
try to stunt on me now they broke
they ain’t sleeping on me no more
pull up in a brand new foreign
drop top with the lambo doors
gotta benz but i need to hat porsche
got some bands but i need some more
they f-ck wit me now they woke
they was sleeping on me before
try to stunt on me now they broke
they ain’t sleeping on me no more
(verse 2)
pull up n i’m sippin the wocky
flexin on the b-tch i’m so c-cky
boss sh-t yea i fee like gotti
mason stepping my belt versace
bad spanish b-tch she call me papi
lame n-ggaas they mad not me
same n-ggas that said they got me
f-ck them kuz they can’t stop me
(ya)
i’m gettin straight to the bag
(ya)
i had ya stack up my cash
hop in the coupe and i’m doin the dash
fast money n-gga shoutout to flash
slim billi i’m ahead of my cl-ss
h-lla bands stuffed up in my pants
lame b-tches switched they mad
same b-tches tryna let me smash
(chorus)
pull up in a brand new foreign
drop top with the lambo doors
gotta benz but i need to hat porsche
got some bands but i need some more
they f-ck wit me now they woke
they was sleeping on me before
try to stunt on me now they broke
they ain’t sleeping on me no more
pull up in a brand new foreign
drop top with the lambo doors
gotta benz but i need to hat porsche
got some bands but i need some more
they f-ck wit me now they woke
they was sleeping on me before
try to stunt on me now they broke
they ain’t sleeping on me no more
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